I have spent the past few days reading of everyone’s adventures and misadventures at the Maryland Sheep & Wool Festival.  It has been lots of fun to live vicariously and I have miraculously managed to remain mostly not bitter.

I have been telling myself that I have enough yarn – that I really shouldn’t add to my stash until I whittle some of it away.  I have also held on to the thought of Rhinebeck in the fall – it’s a smaller event where I am less prone to cranky outbursts.  These thoughts combined have made me feel somewhat, if not completely better about missing the festivities.

That is until this morning.  Until I saw this.

Do you see that?

It is a mini.  A little red mini sitting happily in the field/parking lot.

Until now I have thought only of myself – how it was okay for me to miss the fun.

What about Onslow?  What about his feelings?  Why doesn’t he matter??

If I prick him, will he not bleed?

You realize of course, what this means …… yup